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On the day Ran Jiu was discharged from the hospital, the weather outside turned cold and foggy.

Xiaozhi was the only one in Freesia's studio. I don't know if it was Ran Jiu's intention. There weren't many people, and even Ran's mother wasn't there. It was a very quiet atmosphere.

Lead gray clouds flowed, and Rong Ting inhaled a puff of cold air in his nasal cavity, and suddenly remembered that he had never seen Ran's mother since she came over that day.

The night before she was discharged from the hospital, she casually asked Ran Jiu, and Ran Jiu flipped through the idle book in his hand, "I found a lawyer friend I know to recommend to her, and she knows what to do."

Ever since she went to the police station to finish the record, Rong Ting has never seen any other expressions on her face since she came back.

Nausea, anger, and self-pity seemed to fade away from her all at the same time.She was so arrogant and detached, and she didn't even allow that kind of thing to become a shadow for the rest of her life, so she forced the bad memories out of her mind so forcefully.

Rong Ting occasionally looked at her cold face, her brows and bright eyes.She understood that nothing would affect her, she should still do things, she should be lazy, and everything was in order.

She and Ran's mother each gained something from the other and lost something, and in the end neither owed anything to the other.

For some reason, Rong Ting seldom speaks these days, like a dull guard, just simply guarding Ran Jiu's side.

She didn't know what to say, Ran Jiu didn't need those extra sympathy and comfort at all.

Rong Ting deliberately walked behind with his luggage, while Xiao Zhi and Ran Jiu walked in front.

Ran Jiu was wearing a white turtleneck cashmere sweater, without makeup, his face was still sickly white, his lips were pale, but his back was so lonely.

As the superior, Xiao Zhi's tone was extremely gentle, probably from when she came back to work to planning to expand the lineup of the studio.

Ran Jiu seemed to be listening casually, making people wonder if she had listened, but whenever Xiaozhi paused, she would simply say one or two words to remind her.Xiaozhi immediately opened her mouth, smiled apologetically and continued.

Finally, Xiao Zhi sent them home, and Rong Ting and Ran Jiu stood at the door of the building to see her off.

Porsche swung his tail away neatly, Xiaozhi finally asked Ran Jiu that there were a few new web dramas, and asked her if she would like to pick them up.

Ran Jiu said to think about it again.

He also said, if you recruit new people, let them try.

Xiao Zhi was a little disappointed at the end, but they probably all knew that Ran Jiu needed a long rest.

But as proud as she is, even with such a compromise, she wouldn't say that.

It’s not that Ran Jiu is unambitious. The scripts she received in the later period were all leading female dramas that are gradually becoming popular. The women in such dramas are often full of positiveness and complexity at the same time. However, once the characters are well formed, they will leave a lasting impression on the audience long-term memory.

Whether it's an actor or a cv, it's a rare opportunity.

It's just that she seems to be tired all of a sudden, just like Rong Ting watched her play games in the hospital, she would kill one or two high-level monsters at the beginning, and move forward through all obstacles.However, once she is close to winning the game, she will abandon the built blocks and let them rustle down on the screen.She will suddenly release the Snake control button, causing the snake to ram/die.She will also buy a lot of missiles/bombs to blow herself up when the Monopoly's coupons are enough.

Then the game is over.

Xiao Zhi was very sorry, but she told Ran Jiu that they would wait for her at the finish line when she returned to her peak state.

In the evening, Rong Ting bought fresh seasonal vegetables from the supermarket and made some vegetarian dishes. Ran Jiu rarely chose anything, and ate them silently.

During the period of her hospitalization, she didn't take care of her hair. The bangs were longer and could cover her eyes. The tips of her hair were slightly sharp, and her amber eyes were blocked behind. She couldn't see any emotions, but they were foggy.

After eating, Rong Ting went to wash the pot, and when he came out after a while, he heard the sound of shower coming from the bathroom.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening, Rong Ting was sitting on the bed dangling his legs and forced himself not to sleep, thinking about drying her hair when she came out, and not letting her wear a nightdress that was too short, and not turning on the air conditioner in the bedroom too much …

But she was so tired, she sat on the bed for a while, her eyelids were clenched, and she fell asleep on her side.

The dream is a place she has never been to.

She saw Ran Jiu, who was dressed in black and had a slender figure, with a vague face and a cold aura around him.

She is like a lonely soul wandering around, shuttling in every corner of the city, but her face is cold and her eyes are dull, she is still not that fresh and beautiful person.

The screen turned again, and in that cramped home, Ran's mother was pointing at her and scolding her loudly: "Don't be ashamed! If you don't learn well at such a young age, which girl is surrounded by messy boys like you? Auntie says you fool around every day..."

At that moment, Ran Jiu's face gradually became clear, Rong Ting saw her eyes flushed from crying, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Mom, am I a good boy in your eyes?"

She couldn't see Ran's mother's face anymore, and the picture was condensed by countless light spots into an overexposed and distorted picture.

Ran Jiu's slender figure was lonely and stubborn, and in an instant there was overwhelming darkness, Rong Ting couldn't even tell where it was, only saw the pale light hit the wall, and Ran Jiu on the ground was dragged by his hair, She growled, bit, and screamed in despair, and then a hand reached out and strangled her throat.

Rong Ting's breathing gradually became faster, these scenes were too familiar, it shouldn't be a dream in the first place.

She felt as if she was being thrown into a furnace, and her whole body felt uncomfortable like being scorched, but she couldn't struggle out.

Obviously, what she dreamed was that Ran Jiu was being dragged outside by someone by the neck, and suddenly the protagonist became herself.

The feeling of being strangled in the neck is so strong that I can't breathe. From the artery in the neck to the top, the blood stagnates, the jaw gradually becomes sore, the nasal cavity is full of bloody smell, and the eyeballs feel like they are bursting.

How can it be so uncomfortable.

Her wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone, and it was pulled down abruptly. The soft coolness stuck to her body, slowly calming down the inexplicable dryness.

Rong Ting's breathing gradually calmed down, his drowsiness dispelled, and before he opened his eyes, he subconsciously hugged the person in front of him.

She was no longer familiar with Ran Jiu's body temperature and the scent on her body. When her consciousness became clear, she raised her hand to stroke the hair on the back of her neck.

The hair in the palm of her hand is silky and smooth, but it has been dried according to her previous instructions, but the ends of the hair are still a little damp.

Ran Jiu was lying face to face with her, she was wearing that white nightgown, her shoulders were still cool, the cold moonlight shone in, and her pale eyes were looking at her intently.

Rong Ting's gaze moved down and landed on Ran Jiu's neck, such a thin neck, there is a trace that has become lighter.It was left behind.

Ran Jiu followed her gaze: "I can't help it. I listened to the doctor's advice and applied scar cream every day. You also gave me hot compresses, but the scars are hard to go down."

Rong Ting breathed a sigh of relief, but his thoughts were chaotic, and he only said it was okay.

At this time, all she has left in her heart is distress, but Ran Jiu seems to think that she only cares about her appearance.

Ran Jiu's voice was quiet and peaceful, "Tingting, you're having a nightmare."

"En." Rong Ting felt his whole body was sticky and wet, as if he had been soaked in water, no wonder Ran Jiu said so firmly.

But she didn't expect there to be other reasons, Ran Jiu said, "You keep pinching your own neck."

She froze for a moment, and then realized that her neck still felt like being strangled, no wonder she couldn't breathe in the dream just now.So Ran Jiu had been grabbing her wrist just now, probably to prevent her from hurting herself.

Not caring so much, she hugged Ran Jiu tightly: "Jiu Jiu."

Ran Jiu's waist is so slender that it can be easily grasped, even with a little effort it can be broken.Rong Ting didn't understand how she faced these cruel things and how long it would take to get out.

Ran Jiu seemed to know what she was thinking, "Tingting, I'm sorry to let you know about such a life experience, because anyone who knows will be depressed by me."

No, Rong Ting wanted to deny it.

But Ran Jiu's tone was so flat and calm, if she interrupted at this moment, it would be a fuss.

"I used to want to live like a human being, at least a little more sunny and hopeful." Ran Jiu said slowly: "But some things are destined to happen, and I can't change my past."

Such words are full of powerlessness, and Ran Jiu seems to have adapted to such powerlessness.

"I'm not a perfect person. I actually hate rainy days. It always reminds me of those humid days in the south. The windows and doors in the house are closed, and I can't breathe. It will slowly ferment under the skin, I just want to kill/people, and occasionally have endless dreams, it would be great if our family disappeared."

"Isn't it dark and scary?" Ran Jiu chuckled, "Don't worry about me, you think I will be sad, wronged, and painful, but that's not the case. Those days were too long, even when I pulled out If I feel that I am not detached, I will be caught by the familiar fear. But don't worry, I hate people to a certain extent, but I will not be afraid anymore."

Rong Ting could hear her guttural tremble slightly, gnashing her teeth: "This will shame me, because they don't deserve it."

Her voice was full of hatred, she was so proud, even if she had to admit that she had been caught by those shadows, it would be so uncomfortable.

Why didn't Rong Ting understand her, when she heard Xiao Zhi say that Ran Jiu fought desperately with his stepfather, she knew that Ran Jiu might have had the will to die and was determined to fight against such bad luck.

When she was recuperating in the hospital, Ran Jiu was obedient and sensible on the surface, giving her whatever she wanted, but whenever she came back to the ward by chance, she would see her silently staring at the dead leaves falling outside, and those games that she simply gave up when she got tired of playing.

Even one day, Ran Jiu pointed to a sparrow that had fallen from its nest outside the window, "It fell."

Rong Ting subconsciously pulled her away from the window, his tone flustered: "It's so pitiful, don't look at it."

But Ran Jiu said calmly: "But it's so cold here, and it has no place to live. Instead of being unable to survive the winter and freezing to death, this is a relief."

If you can't get through those shadows, it's better to be free.

That collapse, frame by frame, scene after scene reappeared in front of Rong Ting's eyes. At that time, she had put Ran Jiu to sleep, and ran to the hospital corridor in the middle of the night to cry.

I hate myself for being so stupid, I can't even coax people well, I know that Ran Jiu is living in pain, but I can't cut off the line between her and pain.

She thought of the days when she lived with Ran Jiu, she was so decadent and depressed, and Ran Jiu always comforted her gently.

During those days, Ran Jiu was her light, so vigorous, gentle and powerful, it turned out that only by hiding the shadows behind her could she deliver the beauty to her.

Now that she had switched roles, she found that she couldn't pretend to be calm and comfort her at all.

Because the shadow was too big, even she couldn't bear it, let alone how to drag her out.

Advise her not to care?How could you not care.

Advise her not to hurt?It's not her own pain.

She listened to the whole thing behind the door that day.For a while, she wondered if Ran Jiu was really tired.

At this time, the person in her arms was so thin and weak, it seemed as if it would dissipate in a single grasp, she trembled: "Jiujiu, don't give up..."

Don't give up on yourself, and don't give up on me.

Ran Jiu finally understood what she was worried about, and suddenly felt that she was a little silly and cute.

She said hoarsely: "I will not give up on myself. Tingting, life is not a game I have played. Adulthood is a barrier. I should learn to be responsible for myself and you. As long as I choose to live, I will be firm with you." go down."

Rong Ting breathed a sigh of relief, and even his body went limp.

There hasn't been a better moment in a long time than this feeling.

But Ran Jiu quickly hugged her: "But you have to wait for me, give me a little more time."

"I'll give you back the better wine."